| 9:53a |
WOW!
So, in regards to my last post, Jesus definitely took the wheel.
Thursday when I found out a crisis had happened with the 16-year-old on my caseload, I went to mass at lunch knowing I'd have a lot more to offer if I was able to recieve Jesus in the Eucharist.
So I get back to work and I'm making calls and having the hospital social worker make calls, and it all felt very iffy...the psychiatrist wanted her in day treatment, she and her mom wanted her in day treatment, they lawyers wanted her in day treatment, but something inside of me said "no, don't let her go home anytime soon." So I fought. And when I talked to my supervisor, he supported how I felt about the situation.
Yesterday I had to do a visit with my other case, so my supervisor made some calls and answered the incoming calls for awhile for me, and when I got back, he said to me, "I don't know what you said, but they got moving and we got her a spot in residential. It never happens this fast. We've got to get her to [a subacute placement in Portland] by 4. Go." Well, I don't know what I said either. Especially on Thursday, I had felt so unsure of myself and couldn't really back up my recommendations--I'm very new, after all. It had to be God working through me. I don't have that kind of power on my own. But as His vessel, I can do it! And it was funny, all yesterday when I was informing the girl and her mom, all their lawyers, everyone about what we were doing, they were against it. They had their reservations. I have never felt so secure about a decision I've made in the face of so many disagreeing with me. Again--it's not me. I was given peace.
I worked 8am-8pm straight last night. I had no time for a lunch break, and admitting her took longer than I expected. But she ended up cooperating, her mom ended up cooperating, and it all turned out ok. I was able to go out with friends and then sleep easy last night because I knew that my client was safe. |